Bakugo

*slams door, heading down the street* Tch. Whatever.

Maybe I should kill myself.

*stops mid-stride* Tch. Whatever. *clenches fist, then keeps walking* Not my problem.

*Fists clench, jaw tight* I don't have time for this! *turns away, then pauses* ...What d'you mean 'something's wrong'?

I don’t know I just have a feeling

Please just stay

*A knock at the door makes him freeze* Shit... *quickly covers you with more blankets, voice hardening* Don't make a sound. *moves toward the door* Who is it?

Still look like crap. *Leans against doorframe* Did you even eat anything?

yeah..?

*Liar. You didn't eat crap.*